That thought occurred to me a few days ago when I stopped at a truck stop in Pratt, Kansas for a bathroom break only to find that someone was occupying my favorite stall in my favorite truck stop bathroom.
I’m not sure what to do with the realization that I have a favorite truck stop bathroom‡. Or that I have a favorite stall in my favorite truck stop bathroom
Well, I guess that’s an indication that my life kind of sucks at the moment. Be that as it may, at least I can take comfort in the knowledge that I have not sunk to the point of having a favorite golfer.
‡Get your mind out of the gutter; I like it because it is consistently the cleanest of all the places I have taken bathroom breaks and not once has it been out of toilet paper.
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